Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Undistinguished UnderScore ❯ Unseen Ambition. ( Chapter 5 )

Night came sooner than expected, All the guys had changed into there Assassin clothing and armed themselves with there weapons of choice and had now all migrated to the basement to get further instructions from Persia.

"There located in an old under ground where house, Weiss. Here's a map on how to get there." Persia spoke from there computer screen, and soon after he stated the information about the map one was uploaded onto there computer where Omi printed it out and handed it to Aya. "Good luck, Weiss Kreuz.." and with that said, Persia blipped out off the computer screen leaving the team of Assassins to there work.

"Ne, Aya-Kun..Will follow you in your Porsche.." Proclaimed Yohji "Let's get this show on the road!"

"Hai!" All the men shouted and went for there means of transportation. Ken jumped on the back of his motorcycle, as did Omi while Aya started his Porsche and Yohji joined him by taking a seat in the passenger side of Aya's car.

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"Target confirmed, Abyssinian. I'm going in." Yohji shut off his communicator as he crept through the shadows, his wire glinting in-between his hands as it caught the dim light. Two men sat in a small room, Yohji could hear them planning there next target as he slowly moved in.

"Nani?! WHO'S THERE!" shouted one of the men. Yohji quickly disposed of his shadow coverings and before the men could speak another word they found themselves bound in Yohji's wire.

"You should learn how to treat a lady…it might come back and haunt you later.." With his words, Yohji twisted his wire around there necks pulling it taut, leaving trickles of blood running from splitting skin until a loud snapping sound was heard as there necks twisted and collapsed. There bodies fell limp in Yohji's web and he released them from his wire and watched there dead bodies crumple to the floor. Yohji tapped his communicator on "Ne…Abyssinian…target destroyed. Two males.." There was a long silence after he finished his sentence "Ne..Abyssinian…?" Again silence lingered in the air.

Aya impaled one of the three men he was fighting into the cold, brick wall, a splattered blood stain leaving it's mark as he slid down to the slick floor, unconscious. Aya pivoted his body only to see a blade coming down on him while his back was turned. He diligently unsheathed his Katana and rotated around, causing his opponent's knife to inject it's self into the wall instead of Aya's flesh. Aya quickly darted out from under his opponent and slammed his Katana through his stomach, his blade gliding through flesh and bone easily, tainting his black gloves red as he ripped the sticky, red coated blade from this man's wounded body. The man gasped and placed his hand over the gushing wound, only to pull it away and eye his stained flesh and fragments of intestines that had been ripped off and Aya watched as he slowly fell to the floor in a bloody mess. The other man, mortified at the defeat of his two comrades took off in a dead sprint for his life. Aya watched him run, he would catch up with Ken eventually. Aya shook his head and thought "The fool won't even know what hit him…that's a shame." But his thoughts were suddenly interrupted

"NE!! ABYSSINIAN!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU! DAMN IT ANSWER ME!"

Aya gently pressed his communicator "Kong-Ban, Balinese.."

"Kong-Ban?! I'VE BEEN YELLING AT YOU FOR 5 MINUTES AND ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY IS KON-BAN! SHINE!!!"

"Don't make me take you up on that last offer, Balinese..Ne..Siberian, one of the lackeys for the organization is headed your way."

"Arigato, Abyssinian. I'm on it."

"Ne! Abyssinian! Why don't you come to my post and say that!" A long pause was the only response Yohji got from the other side of the communicator. "Hey! Abyssinian! Are you ignoring me?!"

"..Hai.." was the only response Aya gave Yohji. Aya was about to shut off his communicator to block the now cursing Yohji when down a hall-way near Aya's post a female scream rang through the hall-ways. All the other men came to a jolting halt at there current activates for the scream not only was transmitted through Aya's communicator, but resonated through the entire building. Ken threw his opponent to the ground in a slashed, bloody heap right before the scream reached his ears. Yohji shut his mouth and his eyes widened before he took off in a dead sprint in Aya's general direction. Omi jumped down from his spot where he had knocked out all the security cameras and he, along with now Ken and Yohji began to run toward Aya who had already abounded his post to take off down the hall the scream had escaped from.

Aya came to a dead end, where a door had been bolted. He leaned his head against the door and listened intently. From inside he could hear muffled sobs of a girl and the voices of probably three to four men. The others had yet to catch up with him, but Aya knew he couldn't wait on them. He slowly backed up from the door, he concluded he could easily kick it in with one, maybe two hard kicks. It may have been locked, but all locks are breakable with the right amount of force. He back up a little more, before kicking the door with all his force, his Katana bared and ready to face his opponents. He slammed his foot into the fairly thick door and it came crashing down, and he rushed in. His Katana bared and thirsty for vengeance. He quickly analyzed the scene, one man lay over the woman that was crying and his pants were un-zipped and around his knees. The other two men held the girl down by her legs and shoulders. Aya, now infuriated rushed forward in a blind rage and slammed his blade through the back of the man that hovered over the girl. The young woman screamed as hot blood splattered her face and ripped clothes, the man that not five minutes ago had been trying to rape her, now came to rest on top of her. The other two men quickly stood up to challenge Aya who re-paid them for there bad Karma. Blood had lightly splattered Aya's pale face as he stabbed the final man through the chest, and shoved his dead body off his prized blade his body now lying on top of his comrades. Aya looked down at the pile of dead bodies and then glanced over to the where the rapist had fallen. All he could see of the girl was her legs as he slowly walked over to her. Aya could hear her breathing under that dead body and he gripped the corpse of that man by the hair and threw him off of her into the pile where his comrades lay. The girl flinched and quickly tried to curl into a ball.

"PLEASE! DON'T HURT ME! PLEASE!" She shook all over, her eyes clenched shut. Aya looked down at her thighs where her panties had been re-located. He had managed to kick down the door before that man had entered her.

"Gomen…it's alright now.." He looked down at the girl who hid her face in shame and fear as she lay on her side. Her skirt to what appeared to be her school uniform lay tattered and torn in places that revealed more than it should have, but Aya didn't look. He gently extends his glove covered hand and caressed her arm where he sleeve had been torn. Slowly, she opened her eyes and sat up holding her arms over chest. Her shirt had been ripped open on the right side to reveal a well shaped breast that was luckily still covered by a modest white bra. But Aya still couldn't see her face, for she shifted herself to where most of her back faced him.

"Daijoubu..?" was the only thing he could think to say to her. Slowly she turned to look at her rescuer. Her hair matted and now lightly blood stained, she finally turned completely around to face this mysterious man whom she owed her life, but it was someone she would have never expected.

"..A…Aya-San?!!" Her rich brown eyes went wide as she stared at the assassin in shock. Aya couldn't believe it either, though her face dirty and smudged and her clothes torn he still recognized her.

"Kym…Yume…" Aya stared at her as she stared at him, in utter shock. Kym looked down to see her under garments still visible around her thighs and quickly pulled them back under the fragments of her skirt her hands still over her chest. Aya didn't move, what was he going to do? What COULD he do except sit there in front of her with his eyes glazed in shock and watch as Kym's expression slowly went from shock to tears and before he could refuse, he found himself with a beaten and frightened eight-teen year old girl wrapped around him, crying.

"Yogotta…Aya-San…yogotta…"

Aya blinked, he wasn't exactly sure what to do. But he slowly, warped his arms around the girls beaten form only to have in comrades come rushing in, stop dead in there tracks and gape.

"A…Aya-Kun…" was the only thing Omi and Ken could stammer out.

"Damn it…I knew I got here to late to get the chick…Kuso.." Ken and Omi shot death glares at Yohji's statement and Aya glanced up at his comrades and back down at the girl who had seemed to of fallen asleep on him.

"Nan..nani?! Is she asleep…?!" Whispered Aya.

"K..awaii…" Stammered a more shock stricken Omi that also seemed to notice the girl's dormant state as she lay in Aya's arms.

"I..It's not what you think!" proclaimed Aya, only to get shot down by power of the "SHHH!!!! YOU'LL WAKE HER UP!" from all three of his comrades in unison. Aya blinked, slightly wide-eyed and looked down at Kym who was growing a sliver of a smile on her smudged face as she snuggled closer to Aya's warm body.

"mmm…Aya-Kun…" sighed Kym rather sleepily.

All the guys gaped in shock, even Aya. All the guys looked at Kym then Aya who, in the stir of everything radiated a slight blush.

"Should we take her home with us..?" questioned Ken

"If we do, I know whose bed she's staying in." Proclaimed Yohji as he shot a wink at Aya.

"What's THAT suppose to mean?" Barked Aya as he gently picked up the still sleeping Kym.

"It's late…we should at least let her spend the night with us…we have an extra room she can stay in." Stated Omi.

"Yeah, but will she stay there with Aya right across the hall? After all she probably considers Aya her knight in shining armor that saved her and will feel uneasy if she wakes up in the middle of the night all by herself in a strange place." Stated Yohji

"Yeah and if worst comes to worst, she'll go into your room instead Yohji." Snickered Ken.

Yohji shrugged "What can I say, some guys just have it I guess.."

Omi sighed "I still think we should let her stay with us for tonight…we can return her home tomorrow when it's day light."

"Hey…where did Aya-Kun go?" Questioned Ken.

In the midst's of everyone's comments, Aya and strolled by unnoticed and had made his way to his car and laid Kym down in the back seat, covering her with his trench-coat that radiated with his smell and warmth. Kym sighed his name one more time as she pulled his trench coat closer to her face. Aya watched her sleep peacefully for a moment before he shook his head of his thoughts and closed the door to the back seat gently before opening his own.

"Aya-Kun!" Yelled a slightly frantic Yohji as he ran to Aya's car, Ken and Omi following. Aya sat with his arms crossed, head down in the drivers seat as he waited for Yohji and the others.